微笑
                
        
    
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
                    I see a sweetness in her smile,Blight light shines from her eyes,But life is complete; contentment is mine, Just knowing that... just knowing that she's alive。
                    Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,Old time is still a-flying,And this same flower that smiles today,Tomorrow will be dying.